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"We must be thinking about supper, mother," said Elnora, as she set the wings of a Cecropia with great care. "It seems as if I can't get enough to eat, or enough of being at home. I enjoyed that city house. I don't believe I could have gotten through my work if I had been compelled to walk back and forth. I thought at first I never wanted to come here again. Now, I feel as if I could not live anywhere else." "Elnora," said Mrs. Comstock, "there's someone coming down the road." "Coming here, do you think?" "Yes, coming here, I suspect." Elnora glanced quickly at her mother and then turned to the road as Philip Ammon reached the gate. "Careful, mother!" the girl instantly warned. "If you change your treatment of him a hair's breadth, he will suspect. Come with me to meet him." She dropped her work and sprang up. "Well, of all the delightful surprises!" she cried. She was a trifle thinner than during the previous